Dark clouds bellowed and cried overhead. The nerve-rending sound drowned out her voice.
Feel Better
I always went to the park swings when I was sad; it always made me feel better. I guess swinging up there made mommy feel better, too.
the difference between me and you.
I would swallow the entire ocean for you, you would take a raindrop on your tongue for me. I burnt my skin to crisps, you wore sunscreen everyday of the week.
the difference between me and you.
I would swallow the entire ocean for you, you would take a raindrop on your tongue for me. I burnt my skin to crisps, you wore sunscreen everyday of the week.
the difference between me and you.
I would swallow the entire ocean for you, you would take a raindrop on your tongue for me. I burnt my skin to crisps, you wore sunscreen everyday of the week.
Cold Hearted
I sat there crying in the corner. She called a friend to comfort me, but the feel of cold metal piercing through my heart seemed more comforting.
Backyard Secret
I wrestled the rifle from my twin’s hands and shot him in the heart, then
I crept out of the dark shed and pulled on his glasses, pants and shirt. I walked across the lawn and opened the screen door; then walked into the house and said hello to my new family.
Prom
Before me lay the dance floor, an ocean of sweaty skin and whispering lips; of woman with claws grasping onto men with eyes like wandering spyglasses. I dove in, hoping upon hope that one breath could get me to the other side.
Contradictions
I heard her when she said, “I just want you to be happy, so I’m leaving you,” but I couldn’t understand it.
I thought I already was.
Cooking
When I get angry I like to cook. I preheat the oven to 400 hundred and then insert the body bag.
Cathy
Each night on the stroke of midnight his young, dead wife would text him. Her final message, the one they found beside the body, read, ‘That tapping on the window is me’.
Home Sweet Home
After twelve long hours and being covered in mud, the man finally came home to hear his wife cooking in the kitchen. He thought what a waste of time if she already dug herself out.
A Force of Nature
Her eyes are like a thousand autumn leaves being swept across a snowy landscape by a cold breeze that chills my heart. I am a victim of a force of nature, loving what cannot love me in return.
Cherry Popsicle
I told her that her lips tasted delightful. She replied with a chuckled and said that the other guy had just eaten a cherry Popsicle.
A Lost Art
The internet has made stalking so easy. As I sit within the bushes outside her window, I realize I am engaged in a lost art.
Wings
She wrapped her little arms around me as I pushed the four wheeled machine to higher speeds. I felt as if I could fly just from the excitement, but I dare not, for I did not know if wings had grown on her heart like they grown had on mine.
Death in a Smaller Can
Diet sodas are now being sold in seven ounce cans. I feel a little better knowing that I am drinking death in smaller doses.
Enchantée
Her lips said “Hi”. Her eyes said “Goodbye”.
Picture Frame
I could tell from the picture that she had never left home. Her future was already a memory framed in a wooden collage of lost causes.
lady under tree
one late night returning from office saw a woman standing under a tree.she has staring at me.i dont know but that stares always give me goosebump.may be she is staring at u right now……